We are still in the thick of the interminable night float month straight from hell and I'm still not sleeping a wink before the hour of 8 in the am because I'm very busy deciding whether or not the noisy heater is an intruder or just the noisy heater or an ax murderer or just the noisy heater. Simon has been coming home from work and letting me sleep for a couple hours before he goes to sleep for the remaining hours before he has to report back to labor with the ladies. Yes it takes a special breed of saint to be married to this neurotic nut.
Anyway, apparently it's wasn't all time-flies-when-you're-having-fun and haven't slept in 20 hours during Simon's shift with the little loves this morning because I woke up to this diamond in my box.
(And I have no clue)